Bajas de las estrellas (Tu scendi dalle stelle) - Andrea Bocelli

Tu scendi dalle stelle, o Re del cielo,

e vieni in una grotta al freddo e al gelo.

(2 v.)

O Bambino mio divino,

io ti vedo qui a tremar;

o Dio beato !

Ah, quanto ti costòl'avermi amato !

(2 v.)

A te, che sei del mondo il Creatore,

mancano panni e fuoco, o mio Signore.

(2 v.)

Caro eletto pargoletto,

quanto questa povertà

piùm'innamora,

giacchéti fece amor povero ancora.

(2 v.)

Tu lasci il bel gioir del divin seno,

per giunger a penar su questo fieno.

(2 v.)

Dolce amore del mio core,

dove amore ti trasportò?

O Gesùmio,

per chétanto patir?

per amor mio !

(2 v.)

Ma se fu tuo voler il tuo patire,

perchévuoi pianger poi, perchévagire?

(2 v.)

mio Gesù, t’intendo sì!

Ah, mio Signore !

Tu piangi non per duol, ma per amore.

(2 v.)

Tu piangi per vederti da me ingrato

dopo sìgrande amor, sìpoco amato!

O diletto — del mio petto,

Se giàun tempo fu così, or te sol bramo

Caro non pianger più, ch’io t’amo e t’amo (2 v.)

Tu dormi, Ninno mio, ma intanto il core

non dorme, no ma veglia a tutte l’ore

Deh, mio bello e puro Agnello

a che pensi?

dimmi tu.

O amore immenso,

un dìmorir per te, rispondi, io penso.

(2 v.)

Dunque a morire per me, tu pensi, o Dio

ed altro, fuor di te, amar poss’io?

O Maria.

speranza mia,

se poc’amo il tuo Gesù, non ti sdegnare

amalo tu per me, s’io non so amare!

(2 v)

You come down from the stars, O King of Heaven,

and come to a cave in the cold and frost.

(2 v.)

O my divine Child,

I see you here trembling;

oh blessed God!

Ah, how much it cost you to have loved me!

(2 v.)

To you, who are the Creator of the world,

there is a lack of cloth and fire, my Lord.

(2 v.)

Dear chosen little child,

how much this poverty

the more I fall in love,

since he still made poor love for you.

(2 v.)

You leave the beautiful joy of the divine womb,

to come to penar on this hay.

(2 v.)

Sweet love of my heart,

where did love take you?

O Jesusmio,

why will I suffer so much?

for my sake!

(2 v.)

But if it was your wanting to suffer,

Why do you want to cry then, why go away?

(2 v.)

my Jesus, yes I understand you!

Ah, my Lord!

You cry not out of grief, but out of love.

(2 v.)

You cry to see you ungrateful to me

after such great love, so little loved!

O beloved - of my breast,

If once upon a time it was so, now I only crave you

Dear, don't cry anymore, I love you and I love you (2 v.)

You sleep, my Ninno, but meanwhile your heart

he does not sleep, no but he keeps awake at all hours

Oh, my beautiful and pure Lamb

what are you thinking about?

you tell me.

O immense love,

a dìmorir for you, answer, I think.

(2 v.)

So to die for me, you think, oh God

and more, besides you, can I love?

O Mary.

my hope,

if I love your Jesus a little, do not be indignant

love him for me, if I don't know how to love!

(2 v)